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she happened to be the only one ho remembers when Daniel appeared earlier!
HAKEEM'S POV
Finally, I would be leaving that god damn apartment. I looked at myself in the mirror for a minute before walking out. Mercy is waiting outside and I did not want her to wait long.
I walked out the door and my gaze fell on Mercy who was still making her order or talking to someone. Immediately I closed the door, her neck turned so fast to my direction making me grin.
Hope her head won't fall like this?
My gaze left her and to the guy who was talking to her earlier, he looked so familiar and it was not good. Why would I be seeing a dead person again? Is that really Daniel?
I thought I was getting better, everyone testified to that so why will I be seeing him again,
"Daniel?"
I called slowly and he turned to me, watching me with shock in his eyes. He looked more mature than when last I saw him. taller and fairer. In fact, let's just say he looked really good.
My mind is playing tricks on me right?
Someone who is dead cannot just rise up and even hear what I am saying in a restaurant. I am not even sure if others can see the ghost seated and I really do not want Mercy to bother.
"do you know him?"
Mercy asked standing up to meet me,
My mind is not playing tricks on me right? This is not even the right time? I do not want to embarrass myself in front of her anymore but still I could not help but move closer to her and asked,
"can you see him?"
I pointed a little at Daniel who was looking as shocked as I was.
"yeah, don't tell me that Is your best friend, how is he alive? How are you alive?"
Mercy asked turning to Daniel. This is crazy, it is probably a dream, a silly dream.
I laughed to myself at the scene, it looked hilarious but it is a dream. I sighed and slapped myself but I was still there.
"Hakeem."
I heard the guy, Daniel call out. Hakeem ke? This dream is serious.
"mercy, slap me. I need to wake up from this dream right now before I go crazy."
I said and stood in front of her, bending slightly in case if the slap might not enter well because she is way shorter than me. I waited for the slap but instead she pulled me into a hug,
"Hakeem calm down."
She said but I can't calm down. How can I calm down when my friend who is supposed to be dead appears in front of me after three years of torturing me. he is supposed to be dead, he died in my arms. His ghost haunted me, I attempted suicide close to five times because I thought he died because of me and now, he is not dead?
Please, they should stop the joke or dream, abeg let me wake up. If I wake up and Mercy is still in Nigeria, I will know how I will deal with it but this one, no oo, this one can't happen.
"Hakeem, Hakeem listen to me. breathe in, out."
I tried to follow her instructions I swear I tried to but keeping eye contact with his pleading own made me rethink my whole theory about this being a dream.
I pulled back from the hug leaving Mercy and walked to the boy who was almost in tears, his eyes were filled with unshed tears but mine was already pouring.
If he happens to be alive, if this is not a dream, then I am not crying because he is alive but because of all that have happened because I thought he was dead. My parents, I know they struggle each time I attempted suicide, I know how hard my sister would cry beside me, the pain I felt myself, the depression I drowned myself in, the nightmares. I have suffered a lot, not just me my family because I thought he was dead but he was actually alive?
"Keem..."
I did not allow him to finish his sentence, I cut him off with a punch on his face making his head swing to the side. He turned back to me and nodded,
"I deserve that, I deserve more than that."
I laughed and turned back to Mercy who was watching us,
"Mercy please wake me up. He is talking, the dead is talking."
I laughed like that was the funniest thing ever. It must better be a dream.
"Babe, It is not a dream."
Mercy said grabbing my cheeks and forcing me to look at her eye to eye. she raised her fingers and slowly cleaned my tears.
"Hakeem please stop crying."
She pleaded her eyes filled with tears, It pained me to see her like that but still I turned to Daniel.
"are we in real life?"
I asked again,
"yes Keem. I am sorry."
He said, I walked to his front again ignoring Mercy,
"are you really for real? Is this real?"
I asked again not believing it but he nodded and looked down,
"it is not a dream?"
I whispered asked, I know, I am acting crazy
"Keem."
He called again but I slowly fell into darkness. Thank God, I will wake up from this horrible dream. It is not but that can't be true. If he really is alive thank God, but right now, all I could think of was he died in my hands.
...........................
"Daniel, how could you do this to us? If you were alive, you should have called him even if it's once. Do you know what he passed through?"
"I am sorry Halima."
"he even went into shock."
Mercy said before holding my hands, I knew she was crying. I wanted to wake up and wrap her round my arms, tell her it will be okay but it was hard to do that. it was hard to even open my eyes.
"I .... I"
"you are heartless Daniel, that's what you are. He attempted suicide more than five times because he kept on seeing you, kept on having dreams about what happened but all along you were here abroad?"
Halima said so harsh but she was right,
"you do not know what happened to me too so don't judge me. if he happened to see me then it was his mind playing tricks."
He argued back for the first time with Halima. I wish I could see her shocked expression right now.
"I have the right to say that. it is not being judgmental."
"all I have to say is I did not do it willingly and I did not die. Mercy, please tell me when he is awake."
He said and the sound of the door was heard next.
Daniel is real? This is starting not to look like dream anymore and that terrified me, how would I face him?
My eyes finally opened slowly, the light was too bright. I turned to my side only to see Mercy asleep, her head on our laced fingers. I hate myself for making her pass through all this.
Why does she even like me? all I do is cause her trouble. She is not supposed to be In a hospital room, I was not supposed to be here too. Far in my thoughts I did not even notice when she raised her head and hugged me.
"babe, you are awake."
She said excitement and happiness filing her voice. I could not help but grin as I hugged her back.
The door opened,
"hey, I got you....."
I can recognize that voice anytime. Mercy tensed in my hands before pulling back. I faced the guy in front of me, my best friend, I guess I have to move on now. It is not a dream.
"you are awake."
I nodded, he walked closer and I could see the regret in his eyes, I was happy that he was alive. I smiled a little at him,
"Hakeem, I know. I have some explanations to do."
I nodded, this one has even pass explanation.
so even though i felt bad for Hakeem,
he still made me laugh.
what about you?
and what do you think Dan is about to say?
was Lim also right to talk likee that?
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